I wouldn’t call it a labor of love
I wouldn’t say that I loved you very much
I didn’t know when I got to that place
That seven years is a long time to waste
I wouldn’t say that I ever really cared
I wouldn’t swear by the words that we shared
I didn’t know when I started down this road
That these last 7 years would leave me oh so cold
It took Phoenician architects seven years / to build a temple for King Solomon
And Michelangelo possessed by God or greed took seven years to paint the Sistine Chapel (“it was actually five”)
7 Wonders of the World, 7 boys for 7 girls,
7 angels to condemn our deadly sins,
7 steps to fully grieve, 7 Delphic prophecies
and in 7 years I wrote a book you’ll never read
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I saw Mal Blum perform years ago at a show and I felt instantly connected to the songs they wrote. There's something just really comfortable about the stories the songs tell, and it can seem so personal at times that it just feels like your own feelings inserted into the words you couldn't find on your own. sammichbot
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This, along with the Every Time.... album, was spinning non-stop in my home a couple of years ago. I still come back to it regularly, and I love it dearly.
Also, Valentine's Day is one of the best burns I've heard. Absolutely epic. newt
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024